BA-GAWK! We've noticed that the lady that gives us food has been coming down to our barn more often and NOT bringing treats every time. She's concerned herself with cleaning our living quarters (why she doesn't like the "art" that we've worked so hard to create on the perches is beyond us) and we've noticed that our food container is almost always filled to the brim these days. We've also noticed that we don't see her carrying the big water container up the hill anymore. That being said, she still manages to fill it and very quickly now - something about water being hooked up now in the barn.
That must be a good thing because she's not as grouchy when carrying the container back into our living quarters.
We can't help ourselves and gather around her while she's trying to work, oftentimes being nudged out of the way by her big black boots. The other day one of us got in the way and she stepped on the toes of one of my fellow coop mates. There was a lot of squawking that occurred and I noticed that the lady almost fell trying to maneuver herself out of the way. She thinks that our little cluckings and coos mean that we love her, but really they mean that we're looking for some kind of magical treats to fall from her pockets. After all, she's always carrying big bags of food into the barn so there must be some kind of secret stash on the other side of the coop door.
When she's collecting eggs each day, occasionally she'll leave the coop door open that leads into the rest of the barn. A couple of times a few of us have tried to step into the big room to see what's there, but we're quickly shooed back into our coop. Something about making a mess and not being protected. What's a gal to do when you want to see what's happening on the other side?
The lady carries a thing called a cell phone with her when she's in our coop and she's always taking pictures of us with it. Sometimes she does what we've learned is called a Facebook Live and she tracks us with the phone as we move about our home. I'd like to say that we're famous, but we don't see any of the royalties from such fame. How about some extra mealworms? Is that too much to ask?
Apparently all of this extra attention is due to something called a pandemic and it's why the lady is around more often. I don't know what a pandemic is, but if it's not something I or the others can eat we're really not interested.
Somehow I think if we try to trip her up again the next time she's filling our feeder or our water container, the treats that I know she's hiding will fall from her pockets by the mounds. I just have to plot how to do that and one thing us chickens definitely have is time. Just wait until the next time she comes to fill our feeders. BA-GAWK!
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